Not Another Bottle

Chapter Eighteen

Jakov took a puff from his cigar "You see? This, this is why mob needs you. You have talent Oliver, I've never seen a man so skilled with his bear hands" he said exhaling the Cuban smoke. "Nikolai, I apreciate that, and for cleaning up the mess I made, but now it's time to let me clean some of your messes, so that I may get back to my life." He tapped the end of the cigar letting the ash off the end. He thought for a moment "very well, Roman!" He yelled into the auto shop front. Roman walked in but was stunned once he found the mess I had made of Nikolai's goons. He looked at them in disbelief, then he looked up at me. "How are you pal?" I asked sarcastically. He began to argue with Jakov about me and whether or not I should work for them. "Nikolai, ты серьезно? этот идиот ? мы могли бы также пригласить всех район , чтобы быть частью толпы в то время как он был" Hmp. He called me an idot, that wasn't vary nice of him. I said to him that I may be an idiot but I can speak Russian better than him "я может быть IDOT, но я знаю, как говорить на вашем языке лучше, чем вы, ум ваш тон" I may have also instructed him as to where his place is and put him there. Nikolai yelled as if he were our father "enough both or you, Roman, he's working with us, that's enough. You, you want to make us square? Get rid of thoes two and clean up this mess!" He walked away and he muttered into his drink "I sware to god if I find ants in room I will break someone's neck"
Roman and I carried the two men's lifeless body's out to his car and put them in the trunk. He took them to get rid of and I got the pleasure of cleaning Nikolai's office. I first took the things we had broken during the scuffle and threw them in the incinerator they had in the basement. I then got a bucket of bleach and scrubbed the walls, once I was done with that I mopped the floor and fished that. Just then Roman got back from body duty. I went to look for Nikolai and as we passed each other in the halls he bumped into my shoulder. I turned to find him already facing me. "What's the matter buddy? Mommy not let you sit at the big boys table?" I said in a fake sympathetic tone. "No, I just have problem with amrican in our ranks, your not even that good of a fighter! Come on, I kick ass!" He said yelling. I looked behind me and pretended to look be confused. "Who's ass?" He put down his fists "huh?" He asked confused. "You said you kick ass, well I want to know who's. Or do you mean you just kick ass in general? Because way to be arrogant" He then understood "shut up, let's go" He walked twords me with his fists up. "Put your hands down dumb ass" I said uninterested. He threw a strike and I stepped put of the way and he punched a concrete wall. "Son of bitch!" He exclaimed in pain. "Are you done?" I asked casually. "Neight, I will bring you down pice of shit!" He threw another punch with his other hand and I cought it in mine. I slowly crushed his hand in mine. "Look guy, you don't have to like me, but you will play nice, understood?" I then punched him in the throat with my other hand and let him go.
I proceed to go into the other room where Nikolai is. "Hello my boy, ready for next assignment?" He asked chearfully. "Let's just get this over with" I said impatiently. "Ok..." He said seriously. He threw a poloroid picture of a man on the table. "This is first assignment, assassination" I picked up the picture and examined it closely. "James Spielberg, he's on my list" I said supprised. "Then I trust the job will be done correctly, go now" He said as he turned around and looked out the window.
I don't need this. I understand it must be done,I did ask him for a rather big favor, but this just makes my simple life much more complicated.
I've found his safe house, you would think a guy runs a sex ring would have pretty tight security but since he no longer works for jakov he's only got one gard. I could kill him without the guard even knowing. I think that's what I'll do, I snuck around back and shut off the power. The gurd will probably come out here to turn it back on, leaving James all alone. I snuk in quietly and got right behind him. I reached for my knife, pulled it out and slit his throat. I quickly grabbed the body and threw it in the dumpster right outside the door. The lights came back on, shit. I have about one minute thirty seconds to get this blood up. I saw a dish rag in the sink, grabbed it, cleaned off the table and threw it away. Now I just have the floor, I grabbed a paper towel and cleaned up the trail of blood. I can hear the guard coming. I went to the bathroom, turned on the light and locked the door. The man came up to the door and nocked "are you in there boss?" He asked in a Russian accent. "Go away, let man take a shit!" I said in a Russian accent. I could hear him walk away so I climbed out the window. Job is done, excellent. I texted jakov, "deed is done, I'm gonna clock in for the night" He texted back "good work, I will call when I need you" from there I went back to sanctuary.
I walked into the front door of sanctuary to find debra passed out with an open bottle of burbon next to her. "At least the girl's got taste" I carried her to my bed and lay her there so she may sleep in peace. I was about to leave the room when I remembered I still lost a bet and I was supposed to sleep with her the other night. "Well shit" I said, I got in the bed next to her and went to sleep.
Debra's Pov
Owww. My head. Feels like I got kicked by a mule. I turn around to find myself in Oliver's bed... next to Oliver. "Ollie!" I yelled. He woke up "what?"He asked still drousey. "You.. I mean.. I.. did we?" I asked terrified I had made a mistake. "Yeah it was great, I mean I know your not really shy but I wasn't expecting all that" He said in a sort of an off tone. Oh my God what have I done! Oliver is cute but I bearly know him! Plus what if I'm pregnant?! What can I do? Oliver can't even take care of himself, how's he gonna care for a kid!? I felt my face get red "what!?" I exclaimed loudly. "I'm just playing debra, I lost that bet remember? You made me sleep in the same bed as you." My God what a relief. "Jesus, thank crist" I said as I exhiled. He got up to walk away "Yeah because getting with me would be such a bad thing" I fallowed "come on, Ollie that's not what I ment!" I said walking after him. I got in front of him and put my hands on his toned chest. "Ollie... you're an attractive guy, believe me..." He interupted me "except I'm not" He pushed my hands away. I got in front of him again. "Yes you are, look at you! Your 6'2 and like 200lbs, if you don't scream come fuck me than I don't know what does." I replied. "Well I'll tell you what doesn't..." He started, grabbing a fresh bottle of scotch from his cooler. "Raging alcoholism" He said nonshalontly while sitting down on the couch and opening the bottle. "That's it though, that's the first step to getting better! Admiting you have a problem!" He took a long drink then swallowed and said "Maybe I don't want to get better? Maybe I just want to sit here and drink myself to death? You think that's why I tried to slip my head into a nose? Hmm?" I took his hands into mine "Ollie suicide isn't the awnser" He pulled them away. "Well then what is debra? Hmm? You seem to know, so tell me, tell me the awnser." He said angrily. I didn't say anything, I didn't know what to say, I just looked at the floor ashamed. "Yeah, I thought so" He said taking another big drink out of the brown bottle.
"How's your hangover?" He asked plainly. "How'd you know?" I asked confused. "I came in last night and you wore passed out drunk on the couch with a quarter of burbon missing from that bottle" He said pointing to a bottle with a little bit missing. I didn't say anything, I didn't know what to say. "Why?" He asked calmly. "Why'd you do that to yourself?" I looked at the floor ashamed, ashamed of the truth. "Have you read the news lately Oliver?" I asked him in a monotone simular to his. "No, why?" He asked curiously. "Turn it on" I told him, not taking my eyes off the ground. He picked up the TV remote and turned it on. I know they'll still be playing it, it's a rather big local news story... but it discutsts me that they are. There no better than the men who... who raped me. Taking advantage of girls pain... It's like it's getting harder to admit it each time.
He changed the channel to the local news channel. "I'm Diana Chang, and based on numerous sources we can comfirim, the story about a young girl, getting beaten in an ally by a gang of men, is actually much worse..." it cut to her in the alley where it happened, God I can't watch this... I looked away but I could still hear it. "It was right here that young 16 year old, Debra Moser, was not only beat by a gang of at least 20 men, she was also, brutally raped" I was about to tell him to turn it off, but he threw the remote at the TV and broke it anyway. He lifted my chin with his finger gently, and he looked me deep in my eyes. "I'm sorry I couldn't do more Debra" He apologized sympathetically. I couldn't fight back the tears any longer, I burst into tears and rap my arms around him. "Ollie, Olivier!" I cried, hugging him tightly. For once he hugged me back awkwardly and uncomfortable, but I can tell he's trying. "I should have done more..." He said sadly. "I should have walked you to your car like you wanted me too, I was too selfish" I could tell he means every word of what he's saying.
We sat on his couch hugging, me crying in his arms, for about an hour. Eventually I just ran out of tears. Even after I stopped, he didn't push me away, I knew he wanted his space, but he held on to me. Neither of us said anything for a while. We both just sat there in silence and sadness. He pulled out a joint and put it in my mouth then lit it for me. We sat there, trading off the joint back and fourth, still, no one said anything.
Finally, a thought came to my mind. I knew I can't do it, but Oliver can. I finally spoke out. "Oliver?" I asked "Yeah?" He responded. "I have something I want to ask you to do" I looked up at him, my head in his lap. "What's that?" He said looking down to me. "I want you to murder Jason all of his men"